Warning: Danger Ahead
A Poem by Brigid Cooley
I'll explain to you the difference between the two of us.
You are a volcano. When you erupt, you demolish those in your path.
You go without warning.
Even you don't know how to cope with your destruction.
Me?
I am a sinkhole.
I fold in on myself. If people looked closely enough, they'd see the cracks.
I always leave little warnings.
I don't know how to cope with my destruction, so I hope you'll catch on before it's too late.
We are two different kinds of disaster.
One is loud and sudden.
The other...desperately trying to be louder; trying to be blunt, but not succeeding.
You are a volcano.
I am a sinkhole.
To tell you the truth, I'm not sure which one of us is the most dangerous.
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